I almost giggled but all that had excaped my mouth was a small smirk hidden by the duck tape wrapped around my mouth. Scream, cry, fight back...do something i could see the kidnapper plea for satisfactory, like staring into a freshly polished mirror. I had kept content and silent the entire time waiting for the right moment. My moment.

A small pocket knife shimmered from his right pocket stains of blood smudged on its metal.

My hands were tied behind a dainty wooden chair that creeked everytime i shifted my body. My feet and thighs were tied together tightly.

Ridiculous wasnt it?, that a small girl like me would need so many restraints to make a six foot man with probably a body count of about 30 people feel assured. Like a lion putting armor on before catching its prey. If only he knew he’d need ten times the restraints to hold me.

A loud bang then a small beam of light beemed into the room. A short skinny man peered his head around a door in the corner of the room. He looked almost like a hill billy with one missing tooth and a small peice of weat sticking out his mouth. “what do we do with e’r boss“ he asked walking in pulling up his trousers. Ah, so he was the boss.

A small grunt left from under the big ones breath then he began to walk over to me. I tried so hard not to laugh his walk was ridicilouse a slow limp with a small wimpering noice. His left ankle was bleeding and terribly bruised. My bad.

But to be fair they did kidnap me and shove me into the boot of there truck ARMED.

“a fiesty one she is, been giv’in me looks for hours“ he bent down his hot breath tingling the tip of my nose. “do you mind your breath stinks“ i turned my face away from him my top lip curling. The small one laughed histerically whilst the big one had stopped smiling ages ago. “shut it!“ he yelled grabbing me by the throat. Finaly.

Breaking free of the ties i had undone a long time ago, i grabbed him by the head and colided his nose with the handle of the wooden chair. His scream was raw and guttural his body meeting with the floor emediatly. I grabbed the small pocket knife gleaming from the boss’s pocket on the floor cutting my thighs and feet loose. The other guy had whent silent his loud laugh nowhere to be found and his skin was now as white as a ghost.

I slowly walked over to him whilst ripping the duck tape off of my mouth. We were now inches away our faces almost touching. The mans breathing was fast and his heart was going rapid i could here it from standinf infront of him. “please dont h-urt me“ he wispered his voice shaky and unclear.

“oh, if only you knew“.